Luyện nghe bài hát Starry Stairs

They ask for
What do you this fan club is for?
I up each rose corridor
I kept a warm, safe at my core
Before I it

ask for blood
What do you think this woman's of?
I stuck a small, thin pin in my
dreamt a low, long line to be crossed
And I it

I'm alive but a kind of life
the way I used to be
I retire to a split, smile to be seen
In some old magazine

And this girl's
When they roughly wrenched open
I could see a starry stair up your
You hid behind your
Oh, but I saw you

While all these guys, all these curious of eyes
Safe a TV screen
I let them pry, apart and hang up to dry
every piece of me
If you don't me, I'm sorry

Oh, what a trip? Oh, what a shimmering ship?
Oh, what a hot half-life I lived?
Oh, and the and stars, how they stripped off the siding
When my ripped off from the part that played as a kid
Into the part that plays through your
To find a warm, place and sit curled up inside it?

So, here's
From the part that's behind
To the that has to leave
To the sublime lips were never spoiled by lying
But to the face inside the
Who wasn't me, who me
Oh, no, no, she's, not me, oh, oh